Your smile is always present
Yet your eyes are bleak
You step with merry stride
Yet no words do you speak
You long for more attention
Yet attention makes you weak
Speak up about your troubles
Your worries and your fears
For keeping it bottled inside
Will lengthen you in years
Speak up about your doubt
The trials, the hurt and pain
For you'll find those who care
Will bring you back to sane
Speak up about your failure
The rise, the climb and fall
For even if it pertains to you
It has been a part of us all
© 2014 Sarah Quinn
02/21/14